Genesis 5020

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Meredith’s Story Part Two September 13, 2013

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sad-woman-1347879026vYLThis is the conclusion of Meredith’s story. If you missed the first part click here.

We got married a month after I found out I was pregnant.  Marriage was great at first.  We talked about how it would be once my son was born and about maybe even having another baby a few months after.

Unfortunately, physical and verbal abuse started a few months into what I thought would be a “perfect” marriage.  I found myself fighting for my life and the life of my child.

We ended up getting evicted from our apartment due to my husband’s rampant drug and alcohol use. So we moved into my parent’s house where the abuse continued and got worse.

By now my husband was also having multiple affairs. I sank into a very deep depression. It wasn’t until after Gabriel was born and a couple months old that I decided to file for divorce.

I was terrified because my husband had threatened to kill me and my family if I ever did so.  A few months after filing for divorce my husband moved out and my depression continued to worsen.

Speed ahead to a year after the divorce.  Thirty days after the divorce was finalized my first husband married his mistress and within a few short months they were expecting their first child, a little girl.

I snapped!  I hit rock bottom and from that point felt that God was punishing me for all that I had done in my life.

I let the voices get in and start telling me what a bad mother I was and that I was a horrible person…how I would be better off dead so those around me could lead better lives without having to worry about me.

So one night I borrowed my parent’s car and decided that I was going to drive off the overpass onto the expressway. As I started to drive I was crying and crying out to God “WHY????”.

I don’t remember what happened to me but once I started to drive over the bridge, the next memory I have is of me in the church my mom had introduced me to so long ago, crying and not able to speak.  I sat down in a chair next to a woman but didn’t say a thing.  I listened to the testimony of a man who had a story different, yet similar to mine.  After the sermon, I felt I had to go up and speak to the pastor.

I did, and I let everything that had happened to me spill out as I was crying.  He sat quietly listening and then told me his story which was like mine.  He also told me that God loved me no matter what I had done in this life and that by asking for forgiveness it would all be washed away and I could start a new chapter.

Then he had a group of women come around me and pray and offer words of encouragement and love. That was the first time in a very LONG time I had ever felt love and compassion from other people. They gave me all of their numbers and information for the counseling center at the church. They took me out to dinner and just loved on me.  \

I knew from that moment that I wanted a relationship with Jesus and didn’t want anything else. The next day a counselor called me and I was immediately brought into counseling.

Speed up to present day. It has been 5 years since that night and I am so grateful that God literally saved my life that day as I would have missed out on so many beautiful and wonderful things!

I did get remarried and divorced again but it was nothing like what I went through the first time. I clung to God the whole way through it and he brought me through.   He gave me a new sense of renewal and a purpose to my life. He has introduced me to a whole bunch of loving people who I am honored to call friends, and he has “restored the years the Locust have eaten” (Joel 2:25).

He can Restore yours too!!

Yes He can. You are never too far gone for God to reach you, never doubt that everything can change with Jesus.

What’s your Genesis 5020? Someone needs your story so they know they are not alone. Share your story with us at: 5020genesisstories(at)gmail(dot)com

 

Meredith’s Story Part One September 6, 2013

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This week and next I will be sharing Meredith’s story with you. She is one of the ladies that works with My Sister Song.

sunset-hairI was born in Ohio and from the start had to fight to live.  I was born blue with the cord wrapped around my neck.  My mother was clinging to life as well.  Little did I know, it was only the beginning of the life I would lead and the fight or trials I would have throughout my life.

My father worked on a horse race track, so he traveled a lot and was not at home much.  My mother worked double shifts at the hospital to make up for the money my father spent on gambling, womanizing, and living expenses in other states. 

So between my Grandmother and older sister, they helped raise me until I was old enough to take care of myself.  

When my father was around he was very emotionally and mentally abusive, which turned me into a very angry and bitter child toward both my parents.  

When my father went to prison when I was 12 I felt some relief, but at the same time blamed myself because I felt that if I had been better, I somehow could have prevented all of it. 

I became even more bitter and angry towards myself and everyone around me.

Everyone I went to school with found out about my father from a local newspaper, so I was ostracized and at times made fun of because of the situation. 

By high school I learned how to use men and get what I wanted from them, but that also came with a price.

I was also into drugs and alcohol by then to try and numb the pain and guilt I felt. 

My reputation in high school got around and before long I had guys lining up to pay me for one sexual favor or another

That ended when I was raped at 16.  I sought help from a counselor but was told that what happened to me was not a priority and was turned away.  I blamed myself and turned my anger even more inward then it already was.

Speed ahead to when my father returned home from prison when I was just about to turn 17 and my home life got much worse. 

By then I had learned to live without a father and I let my father know that. The abuse from my father started to become more physical and shortly after graduating high school, I moved in with a guy across the state and found a job at a local pizza shop. That lasted a couple months before I ran out of money and had to come home. 

I returned home to my father who was now a new Christian, and my mother who was now working as a housekeeper. The verbal abuse continued on so I went off to college locally and got 2 jobs, one at a local restaurant and the other at a topless bar.  

I worked at the bar for about a year and decided to leave after being offered a position as a dancer.  I still used drugs and drank.  I met my first husband when I was 21 and we partied together every weekend so it wasn’t long before I found myself pregnant and from that moment I decided to stop my wild life style.  Unfortunately, my “soon to be” husband did not.

Check out next week’s post to read the rest of Meredith’s story.

 

Margie’s Story August 16, 2013

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The lovely ladies at My Sister Song have agreed to let me post their stories here. I will pepper them between my devotions since I don’t have any other Genesis 5020 stories to share yet. I hope you will be blessed by their stories of hope.

red-rose-1347966854SDsHi, My name is Margie and I was born and raised in Detroit and I’d like to share some of the reasons why I relate so much to those precious words “He who has been forgiven much, loves much”.

My Dad was present, but he wasn’t there. My Mom was young and beautiful and lonely. I am an only child. Because of a lack of parental discipline, I started going wild at about age 13. Because of a lack of respect for my parents, I was out of the house and out of control.

Drugs weren’t much of an issue yet but by the time I was 15 I got pregnant. When I was seven weeks along my parents had me on a plane by myself to New York. (Abortions were not yet legal in Michigan).

I no sooner got back and was pregnant again so I was put back on an airplane and well, there I went again.

For the next two years I spent every weekend at the Grande Ballroom & Garwood Mansion partying with my friends, crashing around town, and mainlining crystal meth.

By ’69 I was at Woodstock and met a girl I decided to hitchhike to LA with.  We left Detroit, went to Boston, to New York, and then out to L.A.

While in L.A., still searching and experimenting, I started noticing quite a few gorgeous boys on the Strip.  Soon enough I realized they were not boys… so of course I had to see what that was all about. We stayed in L.A. for two years and I stayed away from the girls that looked like boys. Arriving back in Detroit, I was far from tame.

The next three years were nothing but partying music and getting high. For a brief time I got involved in exotic dancing.

Always being a true nature child from the heart, I was a Hippy, Flower Child, skinny dippin’ at Woodstock kind of girl, not a shy person.  In light of that and my love for dance, the exotic dancing was not a stretch for me.

The thing was…when I got on stage in the club, I wasn’t outside in the sunshine with a huge buzz on surrounded by all of my single friends.  I was in a dark, smoke filled room, having to mingle with the customers so they would buy more drinks. This was not the “having fun dancing and getting paid for it” experience I was expecting.

It was a sad oppressive JOB and as I soon learned, most of the men there were married with families. The ugly truth hit me so I left the club.

Not long after I became friends with a gay guy and started going to the dance clubs that he went to.  I was able to have fun in an atmosphere where I knew I would not be bothered by any men wanting from me what I was not willing to give.

One thing led to another and the desire for the girls that looked like cute boys was starting to burn, so I fanned that flame.

Time passed and one day I was walking through the park and thought, “THERE HAS GOT TO BE MORE TO LIFE, THAN MORE OF THIS !”

Two weeks later I ended up at a Wednesday night church service.

I understand now that God was pouring out His loving kindness and seeking me out…I was so lost.  That night I asked Jesus to come into my heart…To be my Savior and my Lord. When He did, He told me something that will never leave me.  He said, “Everything you have done up until now you have just been looking for Love…and here I AM”.

The last 35 years my life have been an amazing adventure of growth and freedom.

My loving Father God gave me an awesome husband to love and care for me and this coming June we will celebrate 31 years of marriage.

After we’d been married 21 years, we still didn’t have any children, but our Father in heaven had other plans for us.  So just before I turned 50, my husband Michael and I became Foster parents and adopted a five month old baby girl and a five day old boy.

So for the two abortions I had all those years ago, God gave me Beauty for ashes. He restored to me what the enemy of my soul had stolen.  My God makes ALL things new!  He is waiting for you My Sister, My Friend.  Can you hear Him Calling you ever so gently…

Oh Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder, consider all the worlds your hands have made; I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, your power throughout the universe displayed……Then my soul sings…

YOU   ROCK   LORD !!!!

What’s your Genesis 5020? Share your story at: 5020genesisstories(at)gmail(dot)com

 

 

Laura’s Story Part Five May 24, 2013

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This is Laura’s last week with us. I hope you have been blessed by her story as I know I have. This week we get to hear how she started My Sister Song. Thanks for sharing with us Laura.

What’s your Genesis 5020? Share with us at: 5020genesisstories(at)gmail(dot)com

1275-1245719193VBNdNot long ago some dear friends of ours asked me and my husband to stand up in their wedding.  On the night of the rehearsal, our pastor took me aside and told me about a girl named Harmony Dust who was coming from CA to speak at our church and share her story.

He said she used to dance in the strip clubs of Los Angeles and that she does some amazing things for the girls who work in the clubs in her area.  He wanted to know if I would prayerfully consider starting a ministry like hers locally. 

Harmony arrived and not only did I find her story compelling, but I saw a lot of myself in her.

Our stories may not be identical, but we’ve definitely walked down similar roads as we know so many women have.  We understand that people like us are not evil but just need a chance heal and find our way.

I believe this is the heart of our God and thankfully is the heart of our pastor at Connection Church! http://www.connectionchurch.info/ 

Needless to say, it did not take me long to determine I wanted to do everything possible to connect with these girls and just get the chance to love on them a little.

A few months later my friend and I were on a plane to CA so we could learn from Harmony how to best serve our sisters in the clubs and My Sister Song was created.

Teams of very cool compassionate women, many with similar backgrounds, want to go with me into the clubs to give lovely little gift bags filled with cosmetics, jewelry, baked goods and love notes to the girls…Just little things to let them know there are people who love and understand them and recognize that God loves them with a fierce passion.

We also have a devoted team of prayer warriors who are dedicated to lifting these girls to the most-high God in prayer for their safety and God’s blessing on their life.

Each woman who contacts My Sister Song receives an individualized care package intended to bring inspiration and to encourage her in her faith, and we also make available a variety of resources and ways for her to get connected as she desires in order to bless her on her journey.

I consider it an honor to be able to serve God and these girls in this way! 

Isn’t it amazing? If Laura didn’t walk through those heartbreaking years she would have never started this ministry. God used what the enemy intended to harm her, for His glory, so many lives can be saved. Now that’s a Genesis 5020!

Do you want to help? Check out the website: www.mysistersong.com

 

Laura’s Story Part Four (again, on the right day) May 10, 2013

So, those of you that subscribe to my blog probably wondered why you received this post in the middle of the day Wednesday. Well, my finger got punchy and I hit publish instead of save. I knew I would so that someday and Wednesday was the day.

This is the same post as Wednesday so if you already read it, no need to read it again, but if you didn’t get a chance, here ya go. Sorry about that!!

We are back with part four of Laura’s story.

We will conclude with her story on May 24th. I will be taking a much needed spiritual getaway next weekend with the girls and can’t wait. So no post next Friday. But be sure to check out the post on the 24th so you can hear how Laura started My Sister Song.

What’s your Genesis 502o? It’s your turn to share. Email your story to me at: 5020genesisstories(at)gmail(dot)com

Now back to Laura’s story.

2451-1270391151QGRp[1]Finally, fast forward to the new millennium to where we are today….

Steve and I are happily married 26 years now and have returned to MI near the little town where I was raised. 

We’ve not been perfect, not even close, but because of the sacrifice that Jesus made for us we don’t have to be! 

We’ve come to realize how God’s heart breaks for all we go through! He never stops trying to get our attention so that we’ll learn to turn to Him and will come to know His love, acceptance, and his purpose for our lives. 

God is so gentle and patient and He’s there for us even smack in the middle of our sin

My life today has it’s ups and downs but I can tell you from the bottom of my heart that I now live a life of purpose and dignity, and my passion is to show other women that there is more to life than pain, disappointment, addiction, and the desperate search for love and control.

So please know that YOU are one of God’s precious daughters and if you do not yet know where you fit into the bigger eternal picture, please hear me when I tell you that YOU DO FIT!! Just as you are right now! 

I don’t care where you are on the spectrum….Weather your story is not as severe as mine or if you think you’re off the charts, God loves you and wants good things for you

You have a story that matters to Him and your story is a song that has the potential to impact others in ways that you may not yet be able to grasp. 

There is a scripture in the bible from Psalm 40:1-3 that says:

I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry.  He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.  He put a new song in my mouth a hymn of praise to our God.  Many will see and be awe struck and will put their trust in the Lord.

Powerful, Laura. Everyone has a story that God can use for His glory. Thanks for sharing yours.

 

Laura’s Story Part One April 19, 2013

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Before we get into our Genesis 5020 I wanted to share with you that I did a guest post on Cleo Lampos blog this week. She is the author who shared on Wednesday. Her blog is about teachers. I shared how God used my current teaching position in a way I never imagined. If you have a minute stop by, it’s a short post. Click here.

Our new Genesis 5020 is given by Laura Urenda, the founder of My Sister Song. This is the out reach Heather (my sister) in now a part of. It is an honor to have Laura share her story with us.

I hope you will once again be touched by God’s goodness, mercy and grace as you read her story for God’s glory!

I grew up in a little city here in MI and was raised by simple parents from the South and I’m a coal miner’s daughter to be specific. My parents left the mountains and treachery of the mines to come here to the Motor City in order to build a better life in the 50’s. 

First came my sister and the old black and white family photos reveal a “Leave It To Beaver” type of life that was soon to change when I came along thirteen years later in the 60’s. 

When I was born my father was deep into his alcoholism and our home was an unpredictable nightmare filled with everything from watching my mother being beaten down in front of us, to a vast array of other graphic images and inappropriate behaviors that we had to endure. 

old-child-swing-1358169948FsnI realized later in life that I suffered from chronic anxiety as a child, as there were many late night emergency room visits often times by ambulance.  I would awaken from sleep unable to breathe or swallow and was eventually told by a doctor there was nothing wrong with me so I must be faking. 

When one doctor finally thought to bring the idea of abuse into question, my parents quickly smoothed it over and the subject was tucked back away safely behind closed doors where it would continue to breed. 

Fast forward now to my teen years in the 70’s. My sister being 13 years older had already been on her own for many years, so I struggled in that house alone with the belief that I was unlovable, feeling desperate to be free from the ongoing stress and confusion of living in such depths of dysfunction. 

It seemed like I went from playing with baby dolls and Barbies right into sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll. 

In my early teens I already had an insatiable appetite for almost any drug I could get my hands on and was swept away by the first guy who gave me any attention and was quite a bit older than me. He spent most of his younger years in some sort of juvenile lockdown and was very heavily into PCP . 

So I ran away from home and moved around a lot and was basically a street kid crashing with my boyfriend wherever we could. It was during this time that he pressured me to give up my virginity to him with the threat of leaving me if I didn’t, so naturally I did. This was the first of many sick, unfulfilling relationships that would follow for many years. 

Fast forward to my 20’s in the 80’s. 

At this point I had my first unwanted pregnancy that I immediately terminated and I was involved in criminal activities with another convict. Back then we “rolled guys” which meant I lead them on and ripped them off.  

My boyfriend and I would enter strip clubs separately and I’d zero in on a target. Then pretending to be intoxicated and very interested in him, we’d leave together with my boyfriend near by.  I’d grab his wallet containing cash, credit cards, and pictures of his wife and kids and took off with my boyfriend.

Eventually we were busted for another scam we had going at a major department store so I was cuffed, stuffed, booked, and had my first police record.  

I was so sick of my life at that point that I decided to do something different so I joined the Army. I was an active Army Medic for 3 years which proved to be a good experience that gave me an opportunity to see another side of life, and to have some unique experiences that allowed me to begin to grow at least a little. 

Unfortunately I was still using drugs and had my second unwanted pregnancy that I dealt with the same as first. 

After spending most of my tour in Germany, I finished my time in service here in the States where I met Steve, the man I would marry after knowing him only 4 months and we moved to CA where he’s originally from to begin our life together. 

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.  Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.  You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:11-13

 

Back to the Club-Part 14 February 22, 2013

Today we hear part of Heather’s experience in the club, next week we will finish it off.

candle-1350399555gnnOn February 4th, I made my way to Connection Church in Canton, MI.  There, I met Laura and Margie, another lady on the outreach team for My Sister Song.  I learned a lot about what we do on the outreach and so much more! 

My Sister Song is much more than a strip club outreach, they have so many resources for women in the sex industry who are seeking help.  Going into the clubs is a vital part of our ministry but the follow-up is just as important.  If you’d like to know more about it, please visit the website: MySisterSong.com. 

The morning of February 9th, a wonderful lady from elem3nt Church planned a prayer service for me.  My friends, my sister, the elders of our church and Pastor Gayle all prayed over me and let me know they were sending me out on this Godly mission but I am not alone, they are behind me all the way! 

What an awesome feeling to be supported and loved through this!!  I am so unbelievably blessed!!

That night I met up with Laura and Margie and we loaded up Margie’s van with gift bags and ear warmers and scarfs for the girls working at the strip clubs. We prayed and headed out to the clubs. 

I was so excited and nervous! I knew this is what I was called to do but I had no idea how I would feel going back into the darkness of the strip clubs. 

When we pulled up to the first club of the night, we were greeted by the valet. We gave them some homemade cookies and made sure they knew who we were. We got out of the van and walked into the club.

The smell of cigarette smoke and men and women’s cologne was overwhelming to me. The darkness of the club brought back so many memories, so many emotions

Honestly, I wanted to cry right then and there but I knew I couldn’t, I had work to do, God’s work!

I followed Laura and Margie through the club. We gave cookies to the bouncers and managers. Any girl who wasn’t actually dancing while we were walking through the club, we gave a gift bag to. 

We made it to the dressing room where the house mom was and there were more girls there getting ready to work. We handed the girls gift bags. 

They were so appreciative of the gifts. We talked to the house mom, she’s pretty much in charge of the girls while they’re in the dressing room, she knows how many are working and would make sure each girl got a gift if we weren’t able to give it to them ourselves. 

Some of the girls thought we were selling the ear warmers, it was so awesome to watch their faces light up when they realized they were gifts for them. Laura made sure the girls knew what we were doing there and she told them even if they just wanted to talk to someone who understands what they’re going through, they could call us. 

While all this was going on, I smiled and watched and learned from Laura and Margie. 

Seeing those girls, I was seeing my old self.  I could tell some were high, some weren’t. I could see the pain in their eyes behind all the make-up.  My heart was breaking for them but I knew I was being the hands and feet of Jesus and His presence was among us and among them.

When we walked out of the first club, it took everything I had not to cry, I wasn’t about to mess up this Godly mission. 

I breathed in the night air. I was glad to be out of the smoke-filled club but was sad that I had to leave those girls in there.  I wished I could take them all away from the club and show them there’s so much more than that but it’s not that easy. 

I know all too well, a girl has to want to leave, it has to be on her terms, then she’ll find her way out. That’s where we come in, we’re there when they’re ready.

Because of God’s tender mercy, the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us,to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, and to guide us to the path of peace. Luke 1:78-80 NLT

I believe this is what we are called to do once we leave our dark places, our sin. Go back and shine the Light so others will find their way out. How are you shining God’s light today so others can find their way to Him?

LivingWell

 

Being Brave-Part 13 February 15, 2013

I said this would be Heather’s last week, but who knew my sister could be long-winded? She has a few more weeks of story to share before she is done, which is just fine. It’s amazing to hear and read.

So here’s more of Heather’s Genesis 502o, the updated, happening-right-now part 🙂

I went back into a strip club last weekend.  Actually, I went into several strip clubs. 

Before I tell you about the awesome mission God has put me on, let me tell you how it all got started.

On December 9, 2012, the message in church that week was a video of me reading my Genesis 5020.  That was a very special day for me.  That was the day I officially became free. 

My story was out there, everyone at church knew all the shame I had been hiding under.  I did one of the things I feared most, I put myself out there for all to see, hear and judge.  But something amazing happened that day, instead of being judged, I was loved.  I never received so many hugs in one day my entire life! 

I was finally free from my shame and could talk openly about my past.

As you all know, at the end of my Genesis 5020, I talk about a couple ministries, one of them being My Sister Song, a strip club outreach.  Well, after giving my testimony at church, saying how I would love to help women in the sex industry, I felt like that left me sort of accountable, like I had better actually get involved and do something in some ministry.  But I just wasn’t sure which ministry and what type of involvement that would be.  So I left it alone for a little while and prayed about it.

On January 13, 2013, I went to church just like I do every Sunday.  I thought the only thing special about the day was that it happened to be my birthday, which seems to get less special every year because I’m only getting older. 

But as I sat in church that Sunday, God stirred something inside me.

Pastor Gayle spoke about Joshua and how he led the Israelites to Jericho.  How they marched around the city and blew their horns and the walls of the city came crashing down.  (I am not doing the sermon justice, if you’d like to hear it for yourself click here.

 But then he asked us what was our Jericho?  What walls in our life did we need to knock down?  Are we going to be like the ten men who went into the promised land and came out saying there’s no way we can take over that city or are we going to be like Joshua and Caleb, who came out saying, this is what God wants us to do, so let’s do it!  Pastor Gayle challenged us to be strong and courageous, just as Joshua had been.

God was working on my heart, especially that day.  I decided I was going to be like Joshua, strong and courageous. 

So, that evening I went to My Sister Song’s website.  I had checked it out before, I knew what the ministry was all about. 

Ihere’s a place on the website where you can send them an email.  So that’s what I did.  I sent an email saying that I am a former stripper/prostitute and I would like to be involved in their ministry in some capacity.

Later on that same night, I received an email from Laura Urenda, the founder of My Sister Song.  She had a few questions for me and wanted to know more of my story.  So I emailed her back, answering her questions and gave her what I called the short version of my story.

The next day, she emailed me back asking for my address so she could send me a care package that she sends to girls who are or have worked in the industry who contact My Sister Song.  I received the package the next day. 

gift-331280343755JVC1It was filled with lotions, body spray, earrings, information about Connection Church, which is the church their ministry is based out of.  It also contained a book by Harmony Dust who is the founder of Treasures, a strip club ministry in California (My Sister Song and  other ministries like it have been trained by Treasures staff), the book is called Scars and Stilettos. 

It also had a little book titled, Jesus Loves Strippers.  Laura also included candy and crayons and a coloring book for my little girl.  The care package was an expression of Jesus’ love, I totally understand why they send them out!

There was also a cd in the package.  It was Laura speaking at Celebrate Recovery.  She told her story of how she worked in the sex industry and how she got out but she also talked about the various reasons girls find themselves working in the industry. 

She gave a lot of statistics as well.  It was very moving.  I emailed her back after listening to the cd and told her that I was a little jealous of her being able to speak like that.  That’s something I just don’t think I’m very good at but would love to have the courage to do someday. (Whoa, did I just say that?)

So then she said if I felt like I was ready to go back into the strip clubs, she knew a great way I could get involved in her ministry.  And if I wasn’t ready to go into the clubs, there were several other ways I could be involved.

When I read that, I jumped up and down for joy!  

I’m ready, so ready to reach out to these women and let them know they have a Heavenly Father who loves them dearly, and not only that, even though that’s all any of us need, I love them and understand what they’re going through.  

This is what I am called to do!  I felt it all throughout my body. 

I emailed her back and said sign me up, what do I need to do?!  She set up a training class for me on February 4th.

It’s your turn to be brave.

Heather does have a few more weeks but I need someone who is willing to share their story after her. Will it be you? Have you been trying to talk yourself out of every time I ask but it keeps coming up, “Maybe I could share.”

If it keeps coming up  then you are supposed to share. Someone needs your story and it’s not really yours anyway, as Heather said last week, it’s God’s story, you’re just living it. Email your story to: 5020genesisstories (at) gmail (dot)com